Aka Clive Burrows - Tuesday (Outro) (Prod. by Garvin Williams) lyrics

[SwayWitti] I guess its Tuesday, amuse me My bruises they confuse me, reefer treatment makes me droozy Hell, I think I'm bouta loose it. I should cool it, f** I'm cruising Drooling pools, feel like I'm a fool Deceived, by the demons speaking to me Cause their words are reaching in my head, I f**ing dread I guess its time to take a drive with these roofies Make room for me please, we don't need no casualties It feels like a dream. Wheres my team? It seems I left them without keys Oh sh**, its a f**ing tree [Clive Burrows/Demon] The voices in my head are dying, now my mind clear Feeling fine, grand. Spectre's lectures are now in the rear The scary fog, is clearing, and my feeling are illogical All my problems have been optimized from my opticals Impossible, soul search, causes highly probable [Demon] Upon inspection, metal detectin My cold soul, gold weapons, teaching lessons, bold Of stonemasons old I've possessed you Garvin, now you're mine of course Don't fight it, like them who*es who leave them open doors to intercourse No remorse You think you'd survived Bloody Sunday all by yourself? Or that motherf**ing Blue Monday? No, I'm your demon guardian from burning f**ing hell [Spectre] Walking down this road alone Who knows when I'm going home, Who knows if I have a home? Maybe these streets that I roam I'll paddle on against the tide, I wanna get there, forget the ride I'll take the subway, that's quick No choice it's a one way, that's it